A rough tounge lapped at Dryleaf's neck, followed by frantick breathing.
"Get up!'' Sandtail was screaming, his voice shakey. "Don't leave me!"
Dryleaf's body began to warm up as Sandtail and Streamstar lapped at her pelt. Taking a breath, Dryleaf's gaged and threw up water. It burned her nose and her eyes were filled with water. Sandtail hurried to her side and lapped at her shoulder. Dryleaf noticed his eyes were glazed with tiredness, and Streamstar was hunched on the ground, vomiting up water. Looking at her paws, she noticed that blood welled at her claws and her paws where swolen.
"I'm alive." Dryleaf rasped, pain peirced her lungs as she breathed. Coughing, she dug her claws into the pebbly shore.
"Yes, you're alive, lay down please!" Sandtail cried, nosing her down. Without a word, she laid there and fell asleep.
Dryleaf awoke to a loud thundering sound. Looking around she saw Streamstar asleep at her side, his sides barely heaving.
The trees around here where almost rubber, and the grass was green and super plush. A small stream lad to the end of Deathfalls. White water foaming as the sheer drop spat it out. The smell of fish hit her nose, making her stomach rumble. Sandtail was padding up to her, a minnow in his flat jaws.
He laid it beside her.
"Here," he rasped, breath short and sharp. "Eat." Dryleaf forgot about her tiredness and stood up, gently laying Sandtail down. Without a word the fawn colored tom fell asleep.
Streamstar opened his eyes and gingerly sniffed the fish at his paws, but laid back down.
Dryleaf padded to the pink and black tom and rubbed her cheek against his.
"Thanks for saving me." she mewed. Streamstar gurgled and spat out water, his eyes unfocused. "Streamstar?" The pink tom didn't answer, just grunted and gurgled once more. His body turned cold and smelled of death.
"No, Streamstar!" Dryleaf wailed, but his body simply laid there. A silver outline appreared over his body. Streamstar's spirit was leaving his body. The tom's green eyes glowed like fire.
"Don't worry young one," Streamstar mewed. "Mosshead will take over Riverclan, sorry for everything." His eyes sparkeled blue crystal tears.
"No Streamstar, thank you for saving me." Dryleaf looked at Sandtail, his body unmoved. "Keep him safe." she mewed. Streamstar nodded, and with a flick of his tail, he was gone. Dryleaf sighed and walked over to Sandtail, His flat face soaked with water. She lapped at his face with a gentle tounge and curled up beside his sleeping body. Sandtail made a rumbling noise.
"Shh, don't talk." Dryleaf whispered, licking his ears.
"No." He murmured, "Im, sorry for all those times I was mean to you." he grumbled, coughing.
"No!, you're not going anywhere!" Dryleaf wailed. The thought of being here all alone, broke her heart. Sandtail purred and went back to sleep. There they were, all alone, miles away from home, lost, and drowning on their own spit. Only Starclan knows what will hapen to them next.